The three stars became more and more dazzling, and finally turned into three flame chains of different colors, hovering above Song Xing's head, releasing a suffocating hot breath.
"The magic of the Fire Tribe, no, there are also the auras of the Water Tribe and the Gold Tribe?" Ying Long said in a low voice.
In those three star chains, he sensed a great crisis.
As soon as Ying Long finished speaking, three flame chains were already rushing towards Ying Long. The chains twisted up and wrapped around Ying Long's neck.
At this moment, the shadow of an ancient bell suddenly appeared next to Ying Long. The ancient bell was engraved with strange runes. The ancient bell rose slowly, fluttering in the wind, and emitted a roar like a bell. Melodious sound.
Dang~
The ancient bell trembled, and a thick sound wave swept out and hit the flame chain.
The flame chain stagnated slightly, but did not stop moving forward.
The clear and melodious sound of bells rang from the chain, and two clouds of white mist suddenly emerged from the chain, followed by two palm-sized bells emerging from the white mist and floating above Yinglong's head.
The moment the bell was shaken, Ying Long immediately felt dizzy, as if his head was about to explode. His eyes turned black and he almost fainted.
"Soul Soul!"
Song Xing shouted softly, and the two bells suddenly exploded, turning into ringing sounds that filled the sky and enveloped all directions.
Yinglong, who was already on the verge of collapse, was immediately shaken and staggered back several feet. He covered his painful forehead and looked at Song Xing with uncertain eyes.
The bell just now was refined by Song Xing with his spiritual power. Once activated, it will form an invisible soul-soothing sound wave that shakes the soul.
This kind of spiritual technique is almost impossible to guard against when used in battle.
"How could it be possible? How could you, in the body of your soul, be able to use such a powerful telepathic attack?"
Ying Long looked at Song Xing in disbelief.
The method of separating the soul from the body and placing it in the body has extremely high requirements for practitioners, and various taboos are particularly obvious when using it.
For example, those who are originally afraid of fire will be more afraid of fire, and those who are afraid of water will be more afraid of water, and the separated soul will also have reduced resistance to mental attacks.
Song Xing's Soul-Calming Sound Wave can cause serious damage to the dragon's telekinesis. What's even more frightening is that it can't dodge and can only bear it.
But what really makes Ying Long feel incredible is that when Song Xing uses the power of his soul to launch a telepathic attack, his own soul will bear the brunt of the huge impact. Why does Song Xing seem to be fine now?
The two fought very quickly, everything happened in a short moment. When Yinglong was injured and before he could react, Song Xing had already appeared beside Ji Xiulan, preparing to take Ji Xiulan away first.
Not far away, Huangdi Ji Shaodian's eyes narrowed slightly, and with a thought, a sharp sword emitting cold light appeared out of thin air beside Song Xing.
The blade of the sword was filled with fierce and killing energy, and the fierce and domineering sword energy burst out from the sword and slashed towards Song Xing.
Song Xing frowned, raised his hand and fired a burst of energy, forcing the sword blade back a few feet, then swayed and appeared next to Ji Xiulan, holding him with one hand, and quickly left outside the Yellow Emperor's Palace.
"So brave and presumptuous!"
Ji Shaodian yelled angrily and waved the sword in his hand again.
Wisps of sword light galloped in the mid-air. Each sword light was extremely sharp and seemed to be able to pierce the void. The dense sword energy enveloped Song Xing overwhelmingly.
Each strand of these sword energy has the power to break mountains and stones. If it fell into the mortal world, it would probably destroy a city with just one encounter.
Facing such a sharp sword energy, Song Xing had no expression on his face and suddenly took a step forward with his left leg.
Suddenly, the sky darkened, the wind howled, and thunderclouds rolled.
"Roar~"
Along with a shocking roar, the dark clouds in the sky rolled violently, and a ferocious and huge dragon broke through the clouds and hovered around Song Xing.
The dragon's body was red, its scales were as bright as blood, and the scales on its body even had a faint metallic sheen.
A pair of huge dragon claws, the size of a millstone, carried a terrifying wave of energy as soon as they appeared.
"Ang~"
The dragon opened its mouth and roared, spitting out blazing fire.
The blazing pillar of fire, like a celestial fire that burns the sky, pierced the sky and blasted towards Yinglong and the others.
"Don't let evil beasts run rampant!"
Ying Long jumped up and punched out his right fist, hitting the pillar of fire.
There was a loud bang, and the pillar of fire exploded, turning into endless rain of fire and falling down.
With the help of this counter-shock, Ying Long's body rose several feet higher again and rushed towards Song Xing.
Song Xing sneered, stood in the sea of fire, stretched out his right hand forward, and two flames shot up from the sea of fire and fell into his palm.
Ying Long snorted coldly: "How dare you show off your small skills."
Before he finished speaking, five great suns suddenly appeared above Song Xing's head. The five great suns gathered together and bloomed with dazzling brilliance.
Five rays of true sun fire spurted out and condensed into a colorful lotus in the air, blocking Yinglong's front.
The five-color lotus contains vast and powerful fire spiritual power, which seems to be able to melt everything and turn everything into ashes.
Yinglong's pupils shrank suddenly. He felt the extremely hot temperature coming from the five-color lotus, and he involuntarily took a few steps back.
Although this flame lotus looks like the size of a palm, the fire spiritual power contained in it is extremely vast.
Seeing that Song Xing was about to leave with Ji Xiulan, Yinglong's expression changed, he let out a roar, his body suddenly grew in size, and he suddenly transformed into a dragon-like beast with two wings on its back.
The beast's body was surrounded by endless evil aura. This evil aura seemed to resonate with the sea of fire summoned by Song Xing, making the beast's body even more ferocious and violent.
Ying Long looked up to the sky and roared, flapped his wings behind his back, and instantly set off a gust of wind, blowing away all the flames, and rushed towards Song Xing.
His speed was extremely fast, like a meteor, he covered hundreds of meters in the blink of an eye and appeared in front of Song Xing.
But what greeted him was a pair of huge swords that cut through the flames!
The long sword was more than ten feet wide, and the blade was burning with blazing fire. The sword's intent was unparalleled, as if it was going to split the sky and destroy everything that stood in its way.
There was a look of horror in Ying Long's eyes, and he instantly activated the power of the soul in his dantian, spreading all over his body.
The long sword was extremely fast, and it was in front of Yinglong in an instant.
A look of solemnity flashed across Ying Long's eyes, and his body hurriedly twisted, narrowly avoiding the sharp edge of the sword.
The long sword flew past Yinglong's chest, and the strong wind it brought hurt Yinglong's skin.
The long sword swept past Ying Long's side, cutting a ravine hundreds of feet deep on the high platform below, almost splitting the entire Huangdi Palace into two.
After the sword strike, Ji Xiulan's Song Xing was held in his left hand, and he made a fist with his right hand and pushed it forward.
In an instant, his fist burst into golden light, and a huge unicorn silhouette emerged from behind him, roaring and charging towards Ying Long.
The terrifying momentum spread above the Huangdi Palace, making everyone around them tremble, as if death was about to come.
Ying Long looked horrified and didn't even bother to stop Song Xing anymore. He shouted in horror: "The soul is manifesting!"
Before he finished speaking, the huge Qilin swooped down, carrying Yinglong's huge body down, and hit hard directly above the Yellow Emperor's Palace.
It stirred up dust all over the sky!
(End of chapter)
